Sun falling soft behind the treeline Sky spilling colors through the leaves Blue into pink into burning red Like the world remembering how to breathe Somebody laughing down the gravel Somebody carrying fresh bread Kids still barefoot in the yard No one rushing off to bed Tomato vines hold summer on them Warm and green and sharp and sweet Lavender drifting through the screen door Mixing with the cooling heat And the frogs begin their singing Like they’ve been waiting all day long What a peaceful night Front porch glowing in the fading light Frogs in the ditches singing low and wide Neighbors drifting over one at a time And if this ain’t heaven I don’t mind If this is all we get Then this is divine What a peaceful night Mason jars sweating on the table Hands smelling faintly of the soil Stories passed around in circles Not for profit, not for toil Old folks rocking slow as weather Young ones running through the grass Nobody trying to own the moment Just letting the moment pass Someone points where Venus rises Someone says the rain will come Someone hums without a reason And everybody joins What a peaceful night Front porch glowing in the fading light Frogs in the ditches singing low and wide Neighbors drifting over one at a time And if this ain’t heaven I don’t mind If this is all we get Then this is divine What a peaceful night The screen door opens and closes Like another kind of heartbeat A moth circles the porch light Certain it belongs there The rows keep holding tomorrow And for a little while No one talks about work Or what comes next Only the frogs Keeping time for the darkness And the sky going soft enough To forgive the whole day What a peaceful night Front porch glowing in the fading light Frogs in the ditches singing low and wide Neighbors drifting over one at a time And if this ain’t heaven I don’t mind If this is all we get Then this is divine What a peaceful night
